Lol stood in the middle of a bustling, futuristic street. There were robots with handbags and personalities, although this did make them very depressed.
"Where am I?" asked Lol to a passing metal man.
"How should I know?" said the robot in a flat, monotone voice, before crying oil and dropping its handbag. As Lol bent down to retrieve the handbag, she saw the shiny black shoes of someone she recognised.
"Richmond!" she said shouting with joy at the sight of the familiar face.
"No, no, no, my name's not Richmond." said Richmond, looking nervously around him.
"Yes it is, you're Richmond the goth who crumbled into dust on my carpet, what are you doing here?"
"When I crumbled into dust, I actually was transported to this universe, and we need to escape before the vortex closes forever. There are scary people looking for us, so be quiet. This is my friend, Colin the Death, he can help us." Lol had wondered why there was a skeleton in a black cloak, but as he was standing beside Richmond it wasn't really a surprise.
"So how do we get out of here then?" asked Lol anxously. Richmond was about to answer when there was a terifying sound from behind them.
"Eels." said the Hitcher, greenly grinning like an evil peice of broccoli.